Hic…taedae pingues, hic plurimus ignis Semper, et assidua postes fuligine nigri.
Eclogues VII
Down the prison I live
I plan things I can foresee
Exit Me Heavily
Do make it relentlessly
Now the Mobbing Operate on my feet and pace
Catching In low, let you fly - y - y
Spreading wings in wave
my defense’s a lift
But a dragging force, tied a kite - i - i
But it was a whole town fire
Bleeding where I can’t defy the face I wear in whole town fire
Leading where I can’t defy ya
Cant be stayed I’m crawling to the quencher
Crawl the way to feel alive, left in
Due the chance mentality will save us
Mobbing where you stand to die
Catalyst, burning
Mob Man’s dead displacing
Catalyst, burning
Mob Man’s dead